《Evolution of the Skeleton who walked alone in a Dungeon》Chapter 0055{Arrival of the Undead}
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----------------------------------In the layer of the Undead Sorcerer’s------------------------------------
“General, what happened, why did you wake up in your original body? Did something happen?”
After realizing what had happened, he took a sigh, “My replica was destroyed”, after hearing that lieutenant got surprised and asked, “What about the rest? Did the plan fail? Were the humans stronger than we anticipated?”
After hearing so many questions at once, Marth got annoyed, “Be quiet, I am trying to think”, after arranging his thoughts he asked, “Do you think it’s possible for someone with divine aura, to survive being stabbed by my sword?”
“Of course not, the sword you hold was created for the very purpose of killing such people.”
“Oh, then why did it have no effect on that bastard who destroyed my replica?”
“What how could that be? Was he a human?”
“I don’t know what race he was from, but he was using a replica just like me, and he was also a necromancer.”
“Is he going to be a problem?”
“No, gather up everyone, I am heading there myself.”
“I think it would be better if we informed the king about this matter.”
“No need, I can handle this myself, the plan remains the same, we are going have that empire conquered by tomorrow.”
-----------------------------------------------Meanwhile-----------------------------------------------------
New Skill: [Blessing of fire] obtained
Only one skill, huh, ever since I came out of the dungeon, my skills were unable to level up. However, they could still evolve their ranks, but my skill absorption which used to give me all the skills of the opponents I killed, now only grants me the skill that is entirely unique than my other skills, and that too only if they are high level.
“This is a pretty nice sword”, a feminine voice came from near the corpse of the royal paladin, “Indeed it is”, Lazarus replied
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“Wow, the first thing you do after arriving here is stealing a sword from a dead man’s corpse, it would have been nice if anyone asked, are you ok?”
“But you look fine”, crimson replied, I took a sigh, “Why are you even here? I only invited Lazarus.”
“There was nothing to do so I got bored”, with a surprised face I asked, “Nothing to do? Did you finally get tired of sleeping?”
The sword in her hand suddenly glowed, being surprised she dropped it in the ground, “What the hell, that scared me.”
I looked at the sword, “It seems the spirits inside the sword are trying to escape.”
“Spirits, you mean like ghosts?”, Lazarus asked, I replied, “Maybe.”
I picked up the sword,
“Yes”
[Evolving phase……………………………………………………...10% Reached]
[Better the materials provided better the end product]
[Would you like to Release the Spirits Trapped Inside?]
“No, they would serve me as my power amplifiers.”
“Wow, such a thing was possible.”
“Yes”
[Evolving phase……………………………………………………...14% Reached]
[Better the materials provided better the end product]
“Hey the sword disappeared, what did you do with my sword”, crimson asked
“Since when did it become your sword.”
“I took it from the corpse first, so it should belong to me.”
“Too bad then, I devoured it.”
Lazarus while taking a sigh, asked, “Hey, you asked for help, but the battle seems to be already finished, why did you call us, if you were going to win anyway.”
“It’s not over yet, the main opponents should be on their way, they should arrive tomorrow.”
“We just need to find something to do in the meantime, any ideas?”
“Hibernate”, crimson replied, “I have got cards”, Lazarus replied
“Cards seem good.”
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Next morning when the sun rose from the east, the undead sorcerers had arrived,
Lazarus noticed and said, “I think they arrived”, With envy in my heart, I said, “Forget about them, how come I have not won a single match? you two are cheating, aren’t you?”
“No, you are just too unlucky”, crimson replied
“Whatever I am not playing anymore.”
Meanwhile In the undead army-----------------------------------------------
“Sir, we will arrive soon, I can sense three life forms near the empire.”
“See, if there are any traps set, and see what are they doing.”
“I don’t think there are any traps, as for what they are doing, they seem to be playing a game of cards in the top of the walls near the border, the human seems to be losing, next is a vampire, and another a woman who looks like a human but feels different.”
“humph! He seems to have called for allies, but they won’t matter, I will kill all of them.”
Meanwhile-----------------------------------------------------
After seeing them, Lazarus said with a confident tone, “The leader seems strong, but I think I can take on all on them alone, you two can just relax.”
“Huh, no way, I am the leader, I will take on their leader, you two can take on the rest”, I replied
In a sarcastic tone, crimson said, “Of course, you will win I mean just look at the amount of mana you both possess, the undead is like a mountain while yours is like a small stone.”
“So what? It's not always about the amount of mana you have, he might have more mana than me, but I am confident in my skills, wits and luck.”
Head slightly downturned while maintaining eye contact, crimson said, “Wits and Luck? You did not win a single game of cards, you will just end up having your replica destroyed, leave the fighting to the strong like me.”
“That’s different when it comes to battle, I will lose to no one, and I won’t just back away because the opponent is stronger.”
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